Three Way Relationship

58 - Take Your Time

Zayn's POV

It definitely didn't feel right sleeping here without Niall or Justin. The flat was quiet, aside from the TV playing in the background. I hadn't dared entered the bedroom. It gave me an off feeling being near that room. Justin was almost raped in that room, and since that encounter, I had only set foot in that room once.

My dreams were always about Justin and Niall each time I dozed off. I missed them, but was still angry at the two about the trip to Hollywood - well, not exactly angry, more hurt that they hadn't discussed it with me.

I understood they were only seeing it as a free vacation, but they couldn't see what I was feeling about it.

I'd love to go to a different country; if its by boat, that is.

I'm terrified of flying, and heck, I can't swim, but I'd still rather take a boat.

I've watched too many episodes of 'Airplane crash investigation' I think.

Anything could go wrong.

but same goes for a boat.

but on a boat I'd have a chance; I could easily hold onto a floating object or something. With a plane, you crash and it'd be hard to get out the windows and doors, judging by where you sat.

And flying so high; no. God gave us legs to walk on land, he didn't give us wings to soar across the sky.

I sighed, snuggling into the blanket, closing my eyes once again in attempt to fall asleep.

I licked my dry lips, curling up further under the blankets as I began to feel a bit more comfortable.

Click!

My eyes snapped open as the sound of the front door unlocked. The couch was hiding my body from the front door.

I slowly reached over, grabbing the skittles packet slowly; whoever is breaking into the flat will not be taking my skittles.

"Zayn? You home?" The Irish accent soothed my worries.

"Couch." I raised an arm up, allowing him to know where I was.

Niall appeared at the side of the couch, looking at my figure slumped lazily across the couch.

"I think we ought to talk, yeah?" Niall sighed, sitting on my legs carefully. I sat up, frowning as I nodded.

We definitely needed to talk.

"Where's Justin?" I mumbled, feeling slightly irritated he didn't come here with Niall; but then again, we flipped each other off as a goodbye; he's probably angry as Hell at me.

"At Pattie's I assume." Niall frowned.

"Is he angry with me?" I sighed, leaning my head onto the back of the couch. I really didn't want Justin to be angry with me.

Niall smiled, shaking his head, "He can never be mad at you; and if he is, its not longer than a few hours at the most. He loves you a lot. Even more than he loves me."

"Don't say that. Justin loves you more." I stated, furrowing my brows. Niall sighed, adding a frown.

"I know this isn't a time to say something like this, but you and Justin are so close, its obvious, babe."

"Niall, we love you so much, why's that difficult to believe?"

"I believe you both love me, and I love you both so much... its just... I don't know... I can't help but feel as though you and Justin have something special." Niall bit his bottom lip, staring at the blanket as his cheeks tinted red.

I pulled Niall closer, placing him onto my lap as I kissed his cheek gently.

Its hard to hear that he felt this way, because Niall is so amazing and perfect. I really do love him just as much as I love Justin. I'm not lying, I'm 100% serious when I say that.

"You're our bubbly, funny, adorable, handsome, boyfriend. You're so amazing, words can't describe how fucking perfect you are, Niall." I wrapped my arms around his body, kissing his forehead lovingly.

"I love you, Zayn. Now we need to talk about the reason I'm here." Niall licked his lips, resting his head on my shoulder as he looked into my eyes.

"I really don't want to go." I sighed, already knowing what this was about.

"Why not?" Niall pouted childishly.

"That doesn't work with Justin, nor will it work with you." I smirked. Niall smiled, laughing lightly.

"But seriously, can we please go? This is what we need."

"I don't need it."

"A vacation can clear our minds."

"I'm sure it can, but the way we get there won't clear mine." I sighed.

"Flying on a private jet? Its completely safe, and makes people feel famous." Niall stated.

"I'm terrified of flying, Niall. I can't... I just..." I let out a frustrated growl.

"Look at me, Zayn." Niall cupped my face in his hands, staring into my eyes.

"I'm looking." I mumbled, leaning into the soft touch of his hands.

"Too many bad things have happened this past few months to us, and there is no way in hell something will go wrong. I promise you you'll be safe. I'll make sure of it. So will Justin. Please come with us to Hollywood?" Niall begged.

As I stared into his eyes, soaking in his words, I already knew I trusted what he's said.

Too many bad things have happened.

I sighed, giving up.

"On two conditions." I bit my bottom lip.

"Anything."

"I want sleeping pills, and your iPod for the time we spend on the vacation and flight." I chuckled.

"Sure thing." Niall pulled me into a kiss, both of us smiling the whole time.

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